'That was so mean of him. Why would he play with my feelings like that? Is this how he goes around serenading women he has no feelings for, making them have something for him, and then breaking their hearts when he tells them that he doesn't see them that way? That's so mean. How can he do that? It's disgusting. I—'
*Ping*
The microwave chimed, announcing my pizza was done and snapping me out of my thoughts.
'Finally done. I'm starving.' I breathed, opening the microwave.
'And maybe I shouldn't think that way about Sebastian. Do I really think he's the type of guy that would play with a lady's emotions like that? I don't think so. He hasn't given me a reason to.' I set the hot plate on the kitchen island and rushed to the fridge to get a can of soda. I dropped it beside the plate a
